I grabbed quite a few pictures from Piffle's Cessna. Here's a bunch of 'em.
It was amazing to see the whole valley including the Strip laid out before us.
We saw mansions, and dams, and solar farms, and sand.
Lots, and lots, and lots of sand.
Lake Mead. |
Hewver Damn. |
Sand, sand, and more sand, with a strick of river. |
Piffles trying to pick up Game of Thrones on one of them fancy TVs. |
This photo brought to you by Two Broken Vertebrae. |
Las Vegas - The Meadows. (trans. "Where Your Money Is") |
The Strip. (trans. "Where My Money Is") |
The radio chores were very busy - Henderson Executive has a lot of traffic.
At one point Piffles was asked to identify himself and he gave out the call sign for the good ship Turbo Cessna - "C-FLSH".
"That's too many letters, say again."
Apparently the ATC peeps down here don't get too many Canadian aircraft - they are used to N followed by the registration digits.
Needless to say, Piffles brought us down safely.
Can't thank you enough, Piffles, it was a wonderful ride.
"It's all ball bearings nowadays..." :)
ReplyDelete